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The official looked up at Nan Xi, noticed the wanted poster in her hand, and immediately realized the importance of the matter.

"Girl, please tell me, who are you reporting? What evidence do you have?"

Nan Xi handed the wanted portrait to the official and recounted her own experiences and the affairs of the Cui family one by one.

"This is the wanted portrait of Yang Wumei. She is related to the Cui family and has been living in the Cui family before."

The officials listened carefully to Nan Xi's statement and immediately arranged for personnel to investigate the matter.

A team of soldiers went straight to Cui's house. In order not to alert the enemy, they entered the village after dark and blocked Yang Wumei directly at Cui's house.

When the officers and soldiers suddenly appeared at the Cui family's door, Cui's mother and son and Yang Wumei were all terrified.

Cui's mother was the first to react. She panicked and blocked the door, trying to prevent the officers and soldiers from entering.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my house so late?"

The leading soldier, Wang Liu, looked around the courtyard calmly, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

"We are here to arrest the wanted criminal Yang Wumei. Someone reported that she is hiding in your home. Please get out of the way immediately and do not interfere with public affairs."

Upon hearing this, Cui's mother's face turned pale instantly. She turned to look at her son Cui Zhi, her eyes full of panic and plea for help.

Although Cui Zhi was also afraid, he was more worried that he would be implicated. He hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward and tried to delay time with words.

"Sir, this must be a misunderstanding. How could our family harbor a wanted criminal? Please investigate further."

Yang Wumei looked panicked. What should she do now?

Wang Liu had already walked towards Yang Wumei. He took out the wanted poster and started comparing it.

Cui's mother suddenly knelt down in front of him and cried, "Sir, we are not harboring a wanted criminal. This is my daughter-in-law. She is not Yang Wumei at all. Her name is Zhou Nanxi."

Cui Zhi also quickly agreed, "Yes, sir, she is really not a wanted criminal. She is my family's child bride, how could she be a criminal?"

Wang Liu stopped and looked back and forth between the wanted poster and Yang Wumei, obviously skeptical about the statements of the Cui mother and son.

He said coldly: "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise if it is found to be false, your crime will be even more serious."

Mother Cui cried even harder. She grabbed the corner of Wang Liu's clothes and spoke in an almost pleading tone.

"Sir, what we said is true. Look, she has lived with us for so many years, and everyone in the village can testify to it. Please believe us!"

Cui Zhi also hurriedly added: "Yes, yes, everyone in the village knows that I married a child bride named Zhou Nanxi. You can go ask them."

Yang Wumei lowered her head and felt a little more at ease, hoping that the officers and soldiers would believe her.

Wang Liu calmly examined everything in front of him, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.

"We will verify all the witnesses in the village one by one, but if we find that you have committed any deception, you will be severely punished."

Before he finished speaking, several officers and soldiers came forward and tried to escort Cui's mother, Cui Zhi and Yang Wumei separately.

Seeing this, Cui's mother cried even more desperately. Cui Zhi clenched his fists. He glanced at Yang Wumei obliquely. He knew that he could not just sit there and wait to die.

At this moment, Yang Wumei suddenly moved.

Yang Wumei suddenly leaped up like a cheetah, and the dagger in her hand drew a cold silver light in the moonlight.

Before anyone could react, Yang Wumei had already rushed towards Wang Liu, who was closest to her, like lightning, and stabbed him in the vitals with the dagger.

Wang Liu was caught off guard and fell to the ground immediately after being stabbed. The other officers and soldiers were horrified when they saw this and surrounded him with swords drawn.

Yang Wumei knew in her heart that this action of hers would undoubtedly put herself in a more dangerous situation, but she could no longer care about that.

She must seize this rare opportunity to escape, otherwise what awaits her will be endless imprisonment.

Yang Wumei transformed into a night elf, moving freely among the sword shadows and knife lights. She took advantage of every gap and every space between officers and soldiers to flexibly avoid attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Yang Wumei leaped suddenly, and her body drew a graceful arc in the air, like the brightest meteor in the night sky.

With this strength, she tore a hole in the encirclement of officers and soldiers, and then ran wildly into the depths of the night like a wild horse.

Cui Zhimeng shouted and followed him, holding his breath. He had temporarily blocked the acupuncture points on his leg injury, but he couldn't say whether the injury would get worse after tonight.

Their shadows lengthened and shortened under the moonlight, and finally disappeared into the dark woods.

Mei was stunned. It would be better if Yang Wumei ran away, so that the Cui family would have a glimmer of hope.

But why did his son leave him and run away?

Although she knew that her son would be safe if he ran away, she still felt sad.

The exasperated officers and soldiers shouted and searched in vain in the night, but ultimately failed to find Yang Wumei and Cui Zhi, so they could only take Mei back to the county government office.

Mei was put into a cell, trapped by cold iron bars in a dark cell, surrounded by a pungent musty smell and the sound of heavy iron chains.

She curled up in the corner, tears silently sliding down her face, wetting her clothes.

She never thought that her life would end like this. Once in the cell, there was no way she could get out safely.

She never expected that Cui Zhi, the son whom she once regarded as her life, would abandon her so decisively.

……

At the same time, Yang Wumei and Cui Zhi, who had escaped, were traveling through the dense woods.

Yang Wumei looked back at the darkness behind her from time to time, feeling uncontrollable fear in her heart. This shouldn't be like this.

After a night of running around, they found an abandoned cave in a secluded place as a temporary shelter.

Yang Wumei lit a fire, and they shared their thoughts with each other while keeping warm.

"Brother Zhi, do you regret it?"

In the light of the fire, the faces of the two men looked particularly resolute.

"Wumei, I won't regret it."

Cui Zhi seemed to be trying to convince himself, "Now that we have come to this point, we can only move forward."

Cui Zhi also did not expect that the court would pay such close attention to a person in the rear house like Yang Wumei.

He thought that if the Yang family fell, Yang Wumei might be able to escape, but now he finds that she cannot, and even the Cui family is implicated.

And my mother fell into the hands of the soldiers, and I don’t know what happened to her now.

"Brother Zhi, I know you are suffering. Auntie was also captured because of me. Don't worry, we will definitely rescue Auntie."

Yang Wumei's voice was soft but firm. She reached out and gently patted the back of Cui Zhi's hand, giving him silent comfort.

"All this is not meaningless. I believe the Third Prince will not forget us."

Cui Zhi looked up and looked into Yang Wumei's eyes that were full of faith, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

He took a deep breath and said, "Wu Mei, you are right. We can't just give up like this. I heard that the Third Prince is recruiting soldiers. We can go and join him."

Yang Wumei nodded. She had wanted to go to the capital for a long time, but unfortunately Cui Zhi was too filial and had been reluctant to leave Mei. Now that she was no longer a burden, they could go to the capital together.

The two planned a route and headed towards the capital.

They did not dare to take the official road and could only walk through the deep mountains and forests and remote paths. A journey that would normally take three days by carriage took them half a month.

When they arrived in the capital, they found that the third prince was no longer there.